"Thank you, Ma’am," Tama smiled politely as he accepted the plastic bag of bean sprouts, weighing eight kilograms, from one of the traditional market vendors. The boy sighed in relief, after ten minutes of bargaining, he successfully managed to get the lowest price, the first time in his life. Green beans and bean sprouts were all done. All left for one, the chicken meat.Tama was given a task that used to be his older brother’s: buying certain ingredients for her mother’s restaurant that she managed along with one of her cousins. This day's shopping list just needs three items. His brother Ando went to the city due to an internship for three months, and its been a week.Right after, Tama was busy searching for the chicken butcher who was his brother’s regular, to every corner, without a chance to blink.At last, he found the vendor he was looking for.The shop man asked, "You’re Ando’s little brother, right? Your body shape is pretty similar, but behavior wise, very different.”"Yes

Tama managed to follow the (actually, barred) instructions, making sure what he saw was not just a mere hallucination post accident. He swirled one of his right fingers to the right numerous times. In sudden, a small wind breezed for about three seconds near him, where Tama stood in a building with no open windows, nor have Air Conditioner or fan on. “Seems nothing significant,” the boy said. “That breeze… makes me realize I need more sleep.”Tama thought one cause of the accident was him staying up late until 12 AM, due to him reading social media comments, where there’s so much debate in one reply section. It caused him to have sleep deprivation, which made him unable to focus on the road he rides. Still, that doesn’t justify what the bikers did might also at wrong.He still thought what he saw in the early morning is a bit odd. A large bodied owl is unusual. Then it talks? Made it even freaky. That stuff must be some brain activity try to survive itself when being knocked up, d

Janie gave Tama a look. Conversation’s over. Tama nodded and grabbed the filled gallon.“Thanks,” he said. Somehow when Tama walked out of the store, he felt a bit different when he dragged, and then carried the filled gallon. Everything felt like an ease. Unlike usual, Tama didn’t feel burdened. It’s like the same weight as empty gallon he carried before. And he walked, while the sun was scorching hot, with the sticky air typical of the tropics.But Tama has yet breaking a sweat. Not stopping every five steps to complain or take a breather. No cramps, no nausea, no dizziness. Even at the time when the bike still there, where he didn’t carry it only with his feet, he still feel it a little combination of three stuff mentioned before. Should walking be way worse than that?Was he always this strong?Unfortunately…No. This was new, suspiciously new.In this hour, Mom had already gone to work, as she didn’t appear anywhere in the house. So, Tama was being left alone now. As soon as he

"Oh..." Tama got mesmerized by the sightings of his surroundings, his eyes widened.Previously, there were no animals beyond the small insects or rats that came from the gutter. But this time, he witnessed various kinds of animals, which he was only able to see through the photos.A white horse, a tree leopard, a pangolin, a mountain goat, a swallow. One thing that made it different is how every animal there has green colored pupils. At first he w

The man in the car didn't continue driving. He locked the glance towards Tama's eyes while Tama was walking to the other side of the road, making the kid uncomfortable."Am I seeing something?" He freaked out. "It is something like..."Tama quickly made an excuse before the man continued to speak. "I am wearing contact lenses.""Pretty unusual for the contacts to have built-in glow-in-the-dark features," the man commented.Tama didn't bother to reply, he doesn't want to engage more in the conversation. The boy acted like he didn’t know the myth at all, like most of the youth in the suburb. Thus, the man continued to drive his car.What was that about? Tama wondered. So someone can see my eyes? Is that bad news or not?All the judgement would be made depending on the appearance of the stigma, wherever the inhabitants believe it or not. The last two generations don't seem to believe it, so he is safe. If anything, it would only be an outlier fashion style. When Tama arrived home, he go